A sinister time

You jump from the upper floor veranda of your penthouse. Your wings are powerful and you are truly free, free from compassion, from morals, free from humanity. You are perfection. This city belongs to you, and soon the country will follow. You have only to answer to your master and that you will.

Strong strokes of your wings take you the fifteen blocks needed to reach Lilapharmatech. You slip into the upper floor window of your office. Despite its opulence, it is hardly befitting one such as you. You ponder the changes you will make, when Greta knocks and enters.

"Mistress, Christina is here for you."

She bows and lowers her head in a lovely mix of adoration and fear. You admire her impressive body. Despite the inky black coating of the attenuated virus, her soul is still shockingly pure. You are going to have such fun playing with her.

Christina struts in behind her. She is gorgeous. The change has worked wonders on her already attractive body. Her skin is an unblemished red, her tits are enormous and gravity defying, her waist is thin, her ass is spectacular, and she oozes lust and sexuality. She is perhaps the tastiest thing you have ever seen. She could almost be your twin!

She admires your body and licks her lips. "Thank you for helping me snuff out the light within me in my time of weakness sister. I fully mean to repay you."

You can feel her lust, just as she can feel yours. The lust from each of you feeding upon each other.

You close you eyes. The master has summoned the both of you and you need to go before you both lose control.

"Come Christina, Jonathon is waiting."

"Of course Tara." She gives you a predatory smile showing off long canines.

You begin your walk to the conference area. Christina takes her clawed hand and slaps and grabs your ass. In return you slide your tail up her inner thigh. By the time you reach Jonathan and the others you are both dripping wet.

Jonathon's voice booms across the room. "Welcome my brides. Now the circle shall bond. Let us fuck!"

Christina needs no further encouragement. Her tongue is in your pussy before you could even say fuck yes.

As you get pulled into the swirling sea of flesh, you begin to feel the sensations of everyone in the circle. You are a creature of seven tongues, seven tails, thirteen glorious holes, most of them filled, and a single giant phallus.

No sooner than a hole empties then it is quickly filled by something else. Everything but lust is burned away. Time is lost in a sea of pleasure. Eventually you feel him inside you. He pounds away, his strength prodigious, his endurance infinite. As you come you feel everyone come with you. A giant shared orgasm.

As you shudder in pleasure, Jonathon announces, "The circle is bound! Christina you sit to my right as my right hand. Tara, my most sinister bride you shall sit to my left as my left hand. The rest of you go forth and feed!"

You feel refreshed stronger more powerful than ever. You turn to Jonathon as he speaks.

"Christina, I task you with securing this city. See to it no other demons are poaching our cattle. Tara I task you..."